“Patrick is certainly taking more than his share of correction,” I said to Betty. We sat side by side at a round table with Hannah and Brooke, just a little distance from the long, straight table that was reserved for the higher level doms.
“My slave can take much more than that,” Betty responded.
“I was beginning to get that idea, before he was taken away.”
Betty calmly stirred her own serving of sabayon. “You felt cheated about Patrick, didn’t you, Aneth?”
Brooke and Hannah paused in their own experience of the dessert. All eyes were on me.
I thought, Alright, all cards on the table.
“Yes,” I said. “Brooke got him for long interrogations, and we all know that Hannah had him to herself for an extended period. The day he was taken away I was just finding my groove. I understand why h
